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Songbirds the second.The Cat sits alone, her back erect, her eyes wide and red from the pain.Songbirds the second.
She is distraught, but she's not broken. She will never be broken.
She remembers the songbirds, not the taste, but the sound: "He is a liar."
"The Shark never lied," she readily admitted, for this was her believed truth.
The songbirds were liars for all the wrong reasons; their view was much too skewed.
The Cat knew the truth, that she was the liar deep down, and she hated the fact.
But the Cat will admit her mistakes  


Epiphany -For the Last Time-.I'm the George in your Weasley twins And I'm the Frosted in your Flakes. I'm the tooth in your paste, and I'm The double in all of your takes. I'm the color in your flushed cheeks, the caramel in your Snickers. I'm the quarters in your favorite drink machine, and I'm The knot in your knickers.Epiphany -For the Last Time-.
And baby, you know all that's true. 'Cuz you know that I am through with you. The sounds that you make With every breath that you take Can't seem to pull you through, so.
This is my restroom epiphany. On the walls be the writings for every song. I see
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I must inform you, however, that i moved to a new art account
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hehe its been like 5 minutes and already the welcoming audience
IT'S LOVA.
YOU KNOW, FROM GAIA.
Guess who...
SYR 1NG3!
;DDD !
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T E M P T A T I O N.
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